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Saturday, April 19, 2014

Okay, some of you clowns over at SOFREP and Kit Up (fans of Deadliest Warrior
or some similar drivel, I’m sure), etc., have been in a pissing contest
for years about who the baddest dudes are to wear a uniform…and who is
truly an “operator.” Finally, we’re about to settle the matter once and
for all.

The pressing question of whether Rangers or SEALs stand atop the
Great Zigarat can’t be settled by a wargame or other field evaluation.
We are indebted to urban gangsta culture for providing the most
empirical, objective venue for separating the hardcorps from the pogues:
a video of both sides trash-talking to a beat.

Friday, April 11, 2014

Dashiell Hammett is credited with creating the hardboiled genre, along
with Raymond Chandler and Mickey Spillane. Considering the time in which
it was published, this novel is about as hardboiled as they come. Even
compared to a film maker like Quentin Tarantino, who faces no
limitations on how dark and crass a story he can tell (and is applauded
when he finds a way to offend somebody in the audience), this story is
hardcorps.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

I was not prepared for what happened at the theater. Knowing full
well the sequel factor, and having seen a poster for a movie about Cesar
Chavez on the way inside (a bad omen if there ever was), I was
expecting Hollywood business as usual.

(In fact, it’s kind of surprising Captain America wasn’t turned into
“Captain Global Village” long ago, replacing his stars-and-stripes motif
with rainbows and olive branches. Well, Marvel did turn him into
“Nomad” for a while in the 1970s, but I guess the fans wouldn’t stand
for it.)

About the Two-Fisted Blogger

This blog came about by accident...if you believe in accidents.
I was attempting to take advantage of something Google offered, was filling in fields on page after page of especially tedious registration forms, and budaboom! Next thing I know, I have my own blog.
That's not the whole story, though. Truth is, I had considered blogging before, but decided against it because I already had too many things competing for my limited time.
"It's an omen!" sez I. "I shall become a bat." Oops. No, wait...wrong Omen Reaction Vow. Sorry, Bruce.
"I shall become a blogger," sez I. It was destiny, see?
The Two-Fisted Blog was soon in business, providing an online "man cave" for those who love books, movies and other entertainment with a high testosterone quotient.
I'm still in the blogging business, giving folks around the world the skinny on old stuff you may have missed, and new stuff you may not yet have discovered...but I now do this mostly over at www.virtualpulp.net. See you there.